Chapter 60: King’s kiss
Belle’s eyes widened as her heart pounded furiously, her lips sealed in stunned silence. The moment overwhelmed her, and without thinking, she pushed Hezekiah away, startled by her own reaction.
"I...I am sorry, I...oh no!" She stammered, her words tumbling over themselves in a panic. Unable to face him or explain her abrupt action, she turned and fled, leaving Hezekiah behind.
He watched her retreating figure with an amused smile, his confidence unshaken. He knew she didn’t mean to reject him but had simply been too shocked. At times, he wondered if her past experiences had left her unprepared for even the smallest gestures of affection. For someone who had once carried a child and been married, her innocence when it came to romance was amusing, almost as though she had never truly experienced it.
Did Quinn even love her properly?
"Your Majesty, there is an emergency!" Steve’s voice interrupted his thoughts, pulling him back to the present.
His expression darkened instantly, his mood souring. With a sneer, he spat, "Bloody vampires!" He didn’t need further explanation, they were the only creatures capable of creating such chaos.
"How bad is it? And where the hell is Quinn?!" He demanded as he began walking, his tone sharp with irritation. Steve followed closely behind, quick to respond.
"The situation isn’t dire yet, but Quinn sent a report. He must have sent a report to warn us in case the vampires try to play smart." Steve relayed.
Hezekiah came to an abrupt halt and turned to face him, his temper flaring. "He reported?" He repeated, his voice thick with annoyance.